So Many Snow Days


The polar vortex of 2019 didn’t miss us like it seemed it would. Instead, we got a week of intense winter weather that rocked our state. It’s been a lot of fun to embrace the change, but it’s proved challenging after a full week of endless snow. Between not being able to get to work, losing power, stores running out of goods, and damage being done to buildings, enough is enough. Thankfully, we’re on the road to slightly higher temps and melting snow, and that has us all looking forward to spring!

I’ve been surprised at myself for having such a bad attitude toward the winter weather, I’m usually not so pessimistic. The first day of good snow excitedly found us outside with sleds, and Remy’s first trip down the slopes (although she wasn’t really the biggest fan, she preferred snowy walks). After that, I was struggling to pull myself out of a pool of negativity. I made myself do little things just for my own happiness and at least one thing interactive with my kids each day.

We baked a few things, watched a few movies, and read some books. But we also began a bible study of sorts, which proved to be my favorite thing of all. I’ve been looking for ways to have better conversations with my kids, more meaningful and engaging. My favorite church is the one where I feel most connected to life: out of doors. I honestly hadn’t thought before to do anything like it, but stumbled upon a series of mini lessons with overarching themes (time management, anger, self image, etc…). Again, to my surprise we’ve been enjoying it a lot, and we’ve had some of the best conversations this past week because of it.

I’m not sure what the future of this sort of thing will look like, but for now, I’m really enjoying this connection with my kids, and I hope it’s that part that will last.

Letting them run + thoughts on going back to school

Sometimes, when I'm in the thick of busy season, we still need to get out and plan, run, and laugh. It's often hard to pull myself away from my weekly routine and productivity. The joys of working from home, I guess. I can't say I have all this work-life balance worked out, because I often don't. But I do go through good spells of it and feel on top of the world. 

I never regret taking these breaks, especially during the summer when when it's all three of us and we get to enjoy one another's company. School here in the Northwest doesn't start until September, which feels like a good time away still to enjoy summer. My nieces back in the midwest start in just a couple of weeks! A lot is going to change in our little corner of the world come school time though. Kate starts full time kindergarten, which means both of my kids are in school during the day. I've done photography full time since she was born and got my degree, but the schedule was more like part time to meet their school schedules.

Now I'm having the opportunity to work more and have more time to myself, which seems rather surreal. I hardly know what I'll do with myself without my babies during the weekday. However, I know this will be a great step for each of us, as I also hope to start a Master's program next spring. I've already started working more, taking advantage of our amazing weather, and we're also planning to get more hiking and camping in too!

I hope your summer is going great! What are you looking forward to or planning as the school year starts again? Have a great week friends!

On having a boy

I dropped my son off at summer school this morning. He loves summer school, it was actually his idea. As he prepares for his first year of middle school this fall, it's great for him to get a head start on adjusting and getting the feel of a new school. As for me, I'm pretty much in complete denial. It's weird, for the lack of all better terms.

Anyway, we said our quick goodbyes and he hurriedly walked in the door with his usual excitement. I try to stay until he's out of sight. Just as he rounded the corner, a boy who looked to be in high school followed behind him. I really felt like I was going to lose it right then and there. But I kept my composure and went on with my morning. 

Of course, I couldn't go on without imagining that my boy will someday have that same chiseled face, be taller than me, and look more like a man than a boy. He will do more of his own thing and become very much his own person. 

What's so strange about the whole thing is that he's still just a little boy in my mind. Although, him being a baby feels like a lifetime ago, and in some ways it was. Life is funny that way, I suppose, but it leaves a very bittersweet feeling behind. I feel thankful to have his little sister some years behind him, so it isn't all so final at once. I'm grateful for them. For being their mom. For the life we are giving them. It's going fast, but I am so thankful.